It wasn’t until
Reverend Calvin Duke, the last speaker to take the lectern, that the populace
began to move toward the Lincoln memorial like a vaporous ground covering. They
crowded around the reflective pool until not one inch of the earth they stood
on was evident from above.
Calvin stood for a
moment, impressed by the vastness of the crowd. He looked out over the sea of
faces, groping for inspiring words. He stumbled forth with several false
starts, but the throng was with him. They knew that inspiration did not come
forth at the command of men, nor does prophecy at a man=s choosing.
Then, like cleansing
rain, words of truth began to spill forth from the dais and washed over the
throngs, purifying the cause and placing their crusade before the throne of
God.
Justice, “he rang
forth,” is not a legality set on paper to be legislated by men. Justice is a
light instilled in the hearts of man by God himself. Justice burns in the souls
of all people corroborating God’s existence. Mean men are not given charge to
mete out God’s gratis; that is a profane calling that sets itself against
truth. Justice is a weighty mass that rolls with persistence, grinding to
powder all who assail its virtue, war against its rightness. Justice will
prevail because it is older than the mountains, more durable than the hills and
righteousness is on its side.
One day, not long from
this day, freedom will rain down in bountiful supply without end, quenching the
thirst of all God=s children who’ll stand in testimony of God’s perfect plan.”
Everyone who stood in
the plaza or heard from afar those words were obliged to go forth and preach
the gospel of equity by living out its virtues before all mankind and when the
day was over and the assembled returned to their cities, hamlets, villages,
they carried with them Reverend Duke’s words and knew for certain that God was
on their side.
Samuel
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